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Tripti Dimri, a young actress with a petite frame and an infectious smile, found herself in a spacious dressing room, preparing for her next scene. The air was thick with anticipation as she slipped out of her clothes, leaving her in nothing but her lingerie.

Just then, the door creaked open, revealing the silhouette of a movie producer, a man known for his demanding nature and unconventional methods. He stepped inside, his eyes scanning Tripti from head to toe, taking in every inch of her exposed skin.

“Tripti, my dear,” he began, his voice low and gravelly. “I need you to show me your breasts.”

Tripti’s heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm. She knew better than to question the producer’s requests. Slowly, she unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her small breasts were perky and firm, with tiny pink nipples that were already hardening under the producer’s gaze.

The producer nodded, satisfied. “Good. Now, I need you to spread your legs.”

Tripti’s face flushed, but she did as she was told. She spread her legs wide, exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. The producer stepped closer, his eyes fixated on her most intimate area.

“Spread your lips,” he commanded.

Tripti hesitated for a moment, but then she reached down and spread her pussy lips apart. She could feel the wetness gathering between her legs, and she knew that the producer could see it too.

The producer leaned in closer, his face just inches away from Tripti’s pussy. She could feel his hot breath on her skin, and she couldn’t help but shiver with anticipation.

“Very nice,” the producer murmured. “Now, I want you to touch yourself.”

Tripti’s heart was racing now, but she followed the producer’s instructions. She slid her fingers down to her pussy, feeling the slick wetness coat her fingertips. She began to rub her clit in slow circles, her breath hitching as the pleasure built inside her.

The producer watched intently, his eyes never leaving Tripti’s pussy. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small camera, snapping photos as Tripti touched herself.

“That’s enough,” the producer said finally, his voice strained. “We have what we need.”

Tripti removed her fingers from her pussy, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She had passed the producer’s test, and she knew that she would be rewarded for it.

The producer turned to leave, but not before giving Tripti one last lingering look. “You did well, Tripti,” he said, his voice full of approval. “I’ll see you on set.”

As the producer left, Tripti let out a sigh of relief. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, but at the same time, she had never felt so turned on. She could still feel the wetness between her legs, and she knew that she needed to release the tension that had built up inside her.

She reached for her vibrator, turning it on to the lowest setting. She closed her eyes, imagining the producer’s face as he watched her touch herself. She slid the vibrator inside her pussy, feeling it fill her up in a way that the producer never could.

She began to move the vibrator in and out, faster and faster, as the pleasure built inside her. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew that she was about to cum harder than she ever had before.

Just as she was about to climax, she heard a knock on the door. It was the producer, come to check on her one last time before they started filming.

“Come in,” Tripti called out, her voice breathy and husky.

The producer opened the door, his eyes widening as he saw Tripti lying on the couch, her legs spread wide, her pussy still pulsing from the orgasm she had just given herself.

“I see you’re ready for your close-up,” the producer said, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

Tripti nodded, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She knew that this was just the beginning, and she couldn’t wait to see what the producer had in store for her next.

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Tripti Dimri and Ranbir Kapoor had been working together for months, but they had never been alone in a room together. They had always been surrounded by other people, whether it was on set or at a press event.

But one day, they found themselves in the dressing room alone. Tripti was getting ready for her next scene, and Ranbir had just finished his.

Tripti was nervous. She had always had a crush on Ranbir, but she never thought anything would come of it. She didn’t know how to act around him, especially when they were alone.

Ranbir, on the other hand, was feeling playful. He had noticed the way Tripti had been looking at him, and he wanted to see if there was any truth to her gaze.

He walked over to where Tripti was sitting and sat down next to her. Tripti’s heart started racing. She could feel her pussy getting wet just from being near him.

Ranbir leaned in close to Tripti and whispered in her ear, “I know what you want.”

Tripti’s breath hitched. She didn’t know what to say. She was too afraid to admit the truth.

Ranbir stood up and pulled Tripti to her feet. He looked into her eyes and said, “I’m going to give it to you.”

Tripti’s heart was pounding in her chest. She didn’t know what to do. She had never been in this situation before.

Ranbir started to undress her, slowly and deliberately. He took his time, savoring every moment.

Tripti was shaking with anticipation. She had never felt this turned on before. She wanted Ranbir so bad.

When Tripti was completely naked, Ranbir pushed her onto the couch and spread her legs apart. He knelt down in front of her and started to lick her pussy.

Tripti moaned with pleasure. She had never felt anything like this before. She grabbed the back of Ranbir’s head and forced him to go deeper.

Ranbir was loving every moment of it. He loved the taste of Tripti’s pussy. He loved the way she moaned and writhed in pleasure.

After a few minutes, Tripti couldn’t take it anymore. She needed more. She needed to feel Ranbir inside of her.

She pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him. She started to ride him, hard and fast.

Ranbir was in heaven. He loved the way Tripti was taking control. He loved the way she was using him for her own pleasure.

Tripti leaned down and started to kiss Ranbir. She loved the way he tasted. She loved the way he made her feel.

After a few more minutes, Tripti couldn’t take it anymore. She was on the brink of orgasm. She started to ride Ranbir even harder and faster.

Suddenly, she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. She screamed with pleasure as she came.

Ranbir was right behind her. He grabbed Tripti’s hips and thrust into her one last time. He came hard, filling her with his seed.

Tripti collapsed on top of Ranbir, exhausted but satisfied. She had never felt anything like this before.

Ranbir wrapped his arms around Tripti and held her close. He knew he had found something special with her.

They lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Finally, Tripti sat up and looked at Ranbir. She smiled and said, “That was amazing.”

Ranbir smiled back and said, “I told you I would give you what you wanted.”

Tripti laughed and said, “You sure did.”

They got dressed and left the dressing room, knowing that their lives would never be the same again. They had found something special in each other, and they knew they would never let it go.

And so, they walked off into the sunset, ready to face whatever the future had in store for them. They knew they had each other, and that was all that mattered.

The end.